Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

"Sister Yafei, Brother Weimin, thank you. We finally have a family photo of our own."

Sun Shuhua was holding the family portrait drawn by Jiang Weimin with a touching expression on her face. She held the paper tightly, as if she was holding a precious gift. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

"Yes, thank you so much, you are all good children." Sun Shuhua's mother also looked moved and grateful.

She looked at the portrait in her daughter's hand, her eyes sparkling with happiness. She recalled the difficult days in the past, and now she was filled with comfort and emotion when she saw the children were so sensible.

"Auntie, you are too polite. My father has always taught us this way," Jiang Weimin said calmly. His eyes were firm and gentle, revealing a kind of maturity and confidence.

"Yes, Sister Shuhua is so cute, we all like her very much." Yafei also echoed. Her voice was clear and pleasant, with the liveliness of a young girl. She looked at Sun Shuhua with love in her eyes.

"Okay, hurry up and pack up and have dinner at my house! I've prepared dinner." Sun Shuhua's mother invited enthusiastically.

Sun Shuhua's mother's face was filled with smiles, making people feel the warmth and harmony of home. She hoped to express her gratitude to the two kind children through a sumptuous dinner.

"Auntie, this isn't a good idea! I've already prepared dinner at home." Jiang Yafei looked embarrassed.

Jiang Yafei didn't want to worry her family, but she couldn't refuse Sun Shuhua's mother's kindness. She showed a hint of hesitation in her eyes, not knowing how to make a decision.

"It's okay. I just told your mother that you won't be going back for dinner." Sun Shuhua's mother explained with a smile. She seemed to see what Yafei was thinking.

"Yes! Sister Yafei, Brother Weimin, please eat at my house!" Sun Shuhua looked at the two of them with anticipation, with a sincere light flashing in her eyes.

Jiang Weimin turned to look at Jiang Yafei, and their eyes met as if asking for her opinion. Jiang Yafei nodded slightly, indicating her agreement. So Jiang Weimin smiled and said to Sun Shuhua, "Okay then."

Hearing this answer, Sun Shuhua's face suddenly broke into a bright smile and she cheered happily, "That's great!" Her joy was beyond words, filling the whole room with a cheerful atmosphere.

Jiang Weimin was also very happy to see Sun Shuhua so happy. He walked to Sun Shuhua and gently touched her head.

Jiang Weimin looked at Sun Shuhua, with a hint of admiration and love in his eyes. He felt that Sun Shuhua was not only lovely and kind, but also very considerate of other people's feelings.

Sun Shuhua's mother took the painting from Sun Shuhua, and as she looked at it she became absent-minded. She quickly wiped her eyes as if tears were about to fall.

"I'll put the paintings away first, and then we'll have dinner."

"Auntie, it would be better to find someone to frame it sometime so that it can be better protected."

Sun Shuhua's mother listened to Jiang Weimin's suggestion, nodded in agreement, and said she would find someone to mount the painting as soon as possible. Then she put the painting away and put it in a safe place.

Then Sun Shuhua's mother warmly invited everyone to go to the restaurant for dinner.

Sun Shuhua took the initiative to fetch water for Jiang Weimin and Jiang Yafei to wash their hands.

After a while, Sun Shuhua brought a basin of warm water and placed it on the washstand. She pointed at the basin and said to Jiang Weimin with a smile, "Brother Weimin, I have already filled the water for you. Come here and wash your hands."

Jiang Weimin looked at Sun Shuhua with admiration as he looked at his hands covered in paint.

"Sister Shuhua, thank you!"

After washing their hands, the four of them sat at the dining table. Jiang Weimin looked at the sumptuous dinner in front of him and quickly stood up to express his gratitude to Sun Shuhua's mother who was sitting at the table: "Auntie, you have worked so hard! Tonight's dinner is so sumptuous that we really don't know what to say. We really don't deserve it!"

Sun Shuhua's mother smiled and waved her hand, motioning Jiang Weimin to sit down, and then gently replied: "It's okay, just enjoy your meal. Today, you are helping our family realize a long-cherished wish, so we specially prepared these dishes to celebrate."

Jiang Weimin was filled with emotion. Behind this wish lies a sad and touching story.

"Okay, stop chatting. The food is getting cold. Let's eat."

"Sister Yafei, Brother Weimin, come and eat! The food my mother cooked is delicious."

Jiang Weimin said he was no longer polite and immediately picked up his chopsticks to start eating.

At this moment, Jiang Weimin's family was also having dinner. Jiang Yaning looked around the table in confusion, "Mom, my third brother and my sister went to Sun Shuhua's house to paint, and they haven't come back yet?"

"You don't have to look. Shuhua's mother asked your brother and sister to have dinner at her house, and they won't be coming back to eat," said Anjie while picking up some dishes.

"Wow, Wei Min and Ya Fei are invited to dinner at such a young age. It's such an honor. Yeah, they are just like me back then," Jiang Defu said with a proud look on his face.

"That's because my third brother draws well and everyone likes his paintings."

"Brother, do you think our family is going to produce a great painter?" Jiang Dehua asked Jiang Defu excitedly.

"It's not that easy to be a painter. You can't just paint a portrait and become a painter!" An Jie said calmly. After all, she is a person who has seen the world and has some knowledge of being a painter.

"Why, can't our Jiang family produce a painter?"

Seeing that Jiang Defu was about to get angry, An Jie quickly changed his tone: "Yes, definitely, I still have confidence in my son, he will definitely bring honor to our family in the future"

"Yes, from now on, we should support Weimin's painting." Jiang Defu felt very happy and smiled brightly after hearing this.

"Okay, got it. The great painter's father, hurry up and eat your meal, or it will get cold." Seeing that Jiang Defu had calmed down, An Jie asked everyone to continue eating.

After dinner, Jiang Weimin and Jiang Yafei helped clean up and then said goodbye and went home.

"Jiang Weimin, this is the first time I've been treated to a meal by someone. It feels quite strange."

"It's good. Maybe this is the joy of helping others. Giving roses to others will leave a lingering fragrance on your hands!"

"Jiang Weimin, what you said is really good. No, this sentence will be my motto from now on."

"Jiang Yafei, did you get my consent? If you call me brother, I will give you this sentence." Jiang Weimin said and ran home.

"Jiang Weimin, you have nothing to say, right? You bring this up again. Stop right there. I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

In this way, the two of them played and played all the way back home.